Shampoo had stopped by the other day and told me how to get to her shop, and wanted me to visit when I had the time. I had just made a batch of fresh pork buns, putting them in a wooden little cylinder and started walking over there with P-Chan in my unoccupied arm, leaving Nabiki in charge for a while.
“Welcome to… Oh NIHAO RITORU!” Shampoo yelled with excitement. I bowed.
“Nihao. I brought you and Granny some of my pork buns…” I walked in only to realize I had entered a battle zone. Ranma and Akane were there, with two other girls I didn’t know.
“Umm… Is this a bad time…? Oh, Hey Akane… Ranma…”
“And just how do YOU know my Ranma hunny?”
“Your... What?” I tilted my head in confusion.
“YOUR RANMA?! AHAHAHAHA! What a joke! Ranma is betrothed to I, Kudachi, the black rose-”
“Shampoo no think so!”
“In your dreams!”
“Am… I the only girl here who doesn’t want to marry Ranma?” The two new girls gave me a strange look.
“What? I have other goals in mind. I’m not thinking about marriage at such a young age-”
“That would be wishful thinking wouldn’t it?”
“Excuse me?” The anger rising in my voice was apparent to everyone in this little group, causing most of them to stop. But not her.
“Someone like YOU? Please. I bet you couldn’t get married if you tried. You’d have to pay someone to love you-” She was interrupted by Shampoo hitting her with her weapon thingie (idk what it’s called.)
“Shut mouth Ukyo!”
“You know what? I’ve done nothing to get on your bad side. I don’t even like the guy you want to marry in that manor. But I don’t like being disrespected. And if you don’t shut your mouth, I’ll shut it for you!” I yelled towards her. She scoffed.
“Yeah right. Bring it on girly! Winner gets Ranma-”
“I DON’T WANT HIM! I DON’T EVEN LIKE HIM LIKE THAT! I LIKE RY- THAT’S NOT IMPORTANT!”
She ran at me with her large spatula, ready to hit me with it in the head.
“RITORU! Look out!” Akane yelled in worry. Before the large metal spatula came crashing down on me, I pivoted, throwing my right foot up and kicking it on the handle, causing it to crack in half, while the flat metal end burst into shards of metal which shot out at her, cutting her face, arms, and anything else that was exposed. I heard gasps from everyone around me. I forced a sweet smile.
“And to think… That could have been your face.” She was in awe, unable to move as some of my previous words sank in.
“Wait… You… Don’t like Ranma”
“That’s what I’ve been saying this whole time you crazy!” I sighed in frustration.
“Later Shampoo. I’ll come visit when you don’t have bitches to tame. Later. See ya round Akane and Ranma.” I took my leave quickly, before loosing control and punching that chick in the face like I wanted to.
I made it home quickly, locking the door after me and sliding to the floor, bringing my knees to my chest. P-Chan nudged my leg so I’d notice him there. I patted his head and sighed.
“She’s right you know… No one would want to love me unless they got something out of it…. My own father even hates me…” I felt my voice crack and my eyes water, until I completely lost it, busting into heavy sobs and crying my eyes out.
